I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 1293 - 720: The Army Strikes! (3)

"Oh, everyone’s grown so big!" The Undying Giant Turtle raised its head. Its size was slightly larger than a heavy truck, making it seem a bit unremarkable among the group of beasts. "Who is this? Big Golden?"

"Isn’t it just a few days since we last t? How have you grown so crazily?"

Having stayed in kindergarten for a long ti, the leisurely life had extinguished the ambition of the Undying Giant Turtle, causing it to stop growing after reaching a certain size.

Big Golden roared at it, saying what few days... do you have no concept of ti, old turtle?

But how many years exactly?

Big Golden started counting on his fingers, including his toes, still unable to figure it out.

"Waga ga! You’re such a fool." The Undying Giant Turtle laughed at the sky, "Go back to kindergarten again, Mr. Turtle will teach you addition and subtraction within ten."

Old Cat saw the scene and couldn’t help but twitch twice, thinking to himself: "The Undying Giant Turtle being dumb is one thing, but Big Golden becoming illiterate after all these years of wildness is another. After the war, he must learn culture."

It coughed heavily, facing everyone, solemnly: "Everyone, our human holand is in a life-and-death gamble with other civilizations."

"This expedition of ours is to protect human compatriots, as well as ourselves."

"I ask everyone to win this battle and keep yourselves alive as much as possible. This is not an ordinary military exercise; it’s our first war away from the base camp."

"It’s a test of the fruits of developnt over the recent decades."

Old Cat’s essence had already been transferred into a specialized power armor, standing ten ters tall, with a tiger head, broad shoulders, awe-inspiring.

In light of Myth’s battle spoils, Old Cat decided to personally join the expedition!

Of course, during the mobilization conference, it did not ntion things like "spoils of war" because this speech was being broadcasted live to all the citizens of Green Grass City, where "righteousness" and "morality" were very important. Once tainted with profit, the motives could beco unclear.

"Our military actions are not invasions; their aim is to diate the conflicts among various races and guide them toward the path of peaceful developnt! Therefore, this action primarily uses deterrence, trying our best to reduce the casualties of major civilizations."

"Now, let us depart officially!"

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"Council President, both humans and Fla Snake Civilization have agreed to the battle..."

"Apart from prohibiting the use of battle fortresses and hydrogen bombs, all other weapons can be used."

In the fortress of Red Ben Civilization, the scene was bustling.

This kind of unrestricted warfare is truly terrifying, with chemical weapons, biological weapons, and even allowing the use of dirty bombs with severe aftereffects. The death rate is not ordinary.

But the Minotaurs are full of confidence; they themselves are thick-skinned and born for war, and their morale eternally boosts soldiers who want to go to the battlefield in countless numbers.

"Fine, let them pay the price in blood!"

"Minotaur Flesh Puppets, follow orders, first kill the opponent’s vanguard. The mobile units stand ready for rocket launcher support."

Under the interference in the fields of several battle fortresses, the intensity of Idealist Interference on the battlefield was extrely high, significantly increasing the probability of drones, fighter jets, and other war machines crashing from the sky.

And the Third-level Civilization hasn’t had enough wealth to build an entirely automated force, so this battlefield situation sowhat resembles World War II, with high-end armor clashing in the front and cannons continuously bombarding from the rear.

Several Minotaur Flesh Puppets bent down and walked out of the fortress, their eyes as large as bronze bells emitting a sinister red glow, pushing the confidence of the Minotaurs to its peak.

"Council President, which civilization should we prioritize attacking?"

In the past, they usually considered the Fla Snake Civilization their main rival.

But this ti, it’s different.

"Humans... there’s an unexpected situation on the human side; we’ll prioritize testing their strength."

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Coincidentally, the Fla Snake Civilization’s "Giant Snake Armor" also erged from their fortress, able to replicate one percent of the power of the once mighty [Demon Nine-headed Giant Snake].

Its huge eyes can also unleash the unique ability of the [Nine-headed Giant Snake], petrification!

Moreover, there were nurous combat robots following behind the Giant Snake Armor.

The technology of Fla Snake Civilization is stronger, and they are wealthier than the Red Ben Alliance, naturally able to deploy more unmanned machinery.

"Mr. Leader, do we need to focus our attention on the humans?"

"Yes, prioritize excluding the humans."

"I believe the Minotaurs have the sa intention. Even if humans have allies supporting them, so what?"

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The planetary fortresses of the three factions once again emitted a field, with the sky turning a gloomy gray.

Within hundreds of kiloters, the Ideal Rules beca incredibly fierce!

In this state, not only the Materialist robots but even the idealistic abilities of Life Forms would be sowhat suppressed.

The high-level leaders of the Human Alliance noticed the [Minotaur Flesh Puppets] and [Nine-headed Giant Snake] armor, and a trace of worry arose in their hearts.

General Li smiled wryly: "In the previous gambles, we were powerless against these giants."

"Even if a Thermo-baric Bomb hits the target, it only leaves a small crater. Without nuclear bombs, these large armors are almost invincible. No matter the higher cost, we cannot defeat the opponent."

"Now, after so many years, their strength might have beco even more formidable."

"General, the two civilizations seem to be targeting us."

"Indeed, in the past, they focused on each other, but this ti it’s different. They see us as competitors."

Lu Ying and other Green Grass City soldiers also stood tall.

They didn’t explain much, just remained silent, waiting, waiting for support from behind!